A Contractual Love
I plastered a fake smile.
“Really? Is everything okay with your boyfriend?” He was wiping his mouth with the handkerchief, and I could sense a little mockery in his tone. My eyebrows pinched slightly at his careless choice of words.
“Husband, he is my husband and yes everything is alright, he is coming back soon and we will-” I paused, what will I do? He got his fame back, and if I am not wrong, the publicity was the whole point. What if he comes home to tell me that the contract’s over and hands me the money to walk away from his life. The first time I have someone in my life to whom I can refer as mine. But I am reluctant to do that, not knowing about my future. What if I lose the right